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473 · Dec 2014
All is well
Grant Horst Dec 2014
All seems well at first glance
What is hidden beneath may not surprise you
The mellow compromise between life and nature
Leaves me uneasy despite how I appear

Where there is life there is pain
Exiled to the same fate as our enemies slain
A fate where we can run but there is a wall
A barrier barred with hope that there is a greater cause
One to live for, die for, and put everything else before

But where to look?
Where can we find our purpose
Our shield to stand behind
The grail of passion and selflessness in matrimony
A joy that could leave us at peace within
Alas, if we knew what that might be
Then these thoughts never arise

All seems to be well
Our false shroud of security that we depend on
Torn away by the knife of desire and temptation
Cutting deep into our soul
Making us act out beyond our will

We must resist this overwhelming power
But we must never cower from our problems
So buckle up and wrestle them head on
With our honor which keeps us on our feet
And loyalty to ensure we don’t back down

These internal battles leave scars proudly displayed
By our character and our right to be free
Our enemies see the battlefield and are left in dismay
They will be back, as long as greed exists
A man will take another down just to be on top

But for now we take rest
And indulge in the luxuries plundered from the spoils of war
Eventually we pass it on to the next generation
Reaching revelation of what to do is still the ultimate goal
But I fear this cannot be reached by normals means

The mystery of not knowing left onto us
Hope, the strongest element of human soul
Runs rampant with no leash big enough to withhold
And as we grow old the young should know that
Life is not an endless well, rather an untouched sandbox
Alas, all is well
Life is fragile and decided ultimately by you how it's spent. It's decided by you and nobody can tell you what is wrong and what is right. We all end up the same way.
466 · Feb 2015
One Man Castle
Grant Horst Feb 2015
Dashing through my meadow
Content with my ignorance
A realm absent of shadows
Where I am the king and the prince

   A palace of freedom
    A castle immune to worry
     A keep where sorrow is seldom
      A hold in which thoughts are the flurry

Considered a fair ruler of inherited land
But do understand, no idea is banned
I must command the unmanned gland
to see firsthand the matter at hand,
All within the tick of a second hand.

   Always on watch, defending my zone
    Always churning atop great the throne
     Always deny the unwelcome stones
      Always atone the unkempt grove

This is my home
random poem of the day. lol
438 · Mar 2015
2:45 A.M.
Grant Horst Mar 2015
2:45
Way past the days end
The deep jump I yet to attend
Uneasy feeling but I make due
But I wish to break through
The bamboo cage in my head
They grow and grow as I dread
The night grows longer my ego fed
3:00
Mercy on me speaks my dreadful plea
Please let me sleep I will even pay a fee
All my distress now I have to ***
Can't get up I'll stay awoke even late
I'll just forget and lay on my weight
As I lose time and change another date
I eventually reach my long awaited fate
3 am poems
424 · Feb 2015
Another what?
Grant Horst Feb 2015
Another drink
Another week
Another shot
Another drop
Another blink
Another peak
Another lot
Another flop

Gone again
Where am I
Another feign
Now say bye
for next week
is just what I seek
wrote this while pretty drunk
419 · Apr 2015
away from my pen
Grant Horst Apr 2015
I've been away from my pen for a while.
It's always with me, speaking silently
I've trained myself to ignore the presence
Even though I acknowledge I've been distant
Reminders of the lack of activity lead me far away.
I wish I knew why I don't pick it up as much anymore
I've been feeling less inspired as of late, yet I should make effort.
I need to fix this before it worsens
I haven't been writing much... Not really a poem I just needed to write something
416 · Apr 2015
Cast Away
Grant Horst Apr 2015
It's been a while since I posted
So here's a solemn toast
To the poets I want to hear
Listen clear, there's no room for boasting
Be a courteous host, no matter what coast you rep.
Just write your thoughts down you woes will disappear

Let the world see what you want it to be
Let the world feel the aura cast by familiar strokes
Let the world experience your perception of your peers

Let yourself go.
Be free from responsibility and dive into the sea of creativity.
Cast your reel deep and inspiration will pull you down until
you pen your way out.
Sometimes you leave but only see drought.
Plagued by doubt you want to tap out until
suddenly an idea sprouts so you begin to scout
So please hurry to your pen before it dries out.
There's a million ideas in the sea.
Expand your mind to tap into your raw creativity.
Been a while since I've posted... I miss writing.
416 · Mar 2015
Peer Review
Grant Horst Mar 2015
Trapped in the eye
of  a huge lens
towering over me
watching my movements,
studying my behavior.

The eyes on my peers
are always present
watching as I speak
widen when i'm weak
like some sort of freak.

But I'm no freak,
at least I don't think so
The weight of my insecurities
gets heavier the more I grow
as well as the more people I know.

The monumental stride
to lift my ego to the sky
can be hoisted by no guy, but
a  special woman that can take my
hand to a land far away from the eye.

That's when I accept the eye
don't even seem to notice it anymore.
On occasion  I see the glance at me
and I can't help but smile because I'm free.
Free from judgement, Free from Insecurity.
A place where I'm finally happy
2:48 AM swag. feedback appreciated
395 · Apr 2015
Echo
Grant Horst Apr 2015
You hear that?
That faint echo
Luring you closer
Telling you to let go.
The quiet mumur
Plants an idea
Wanting to grow
Curiosity keeps it alive
Lust dispels any divide.
But I see no sun
I'm closed off from it
I want to leave
But I fail to have the means
Just leave me be echos
Your torment will not work on me

— The End —